The bus stopped at the entrance of a gate with a sign that read "Residential Area".

"Are you new here?"

Two men stood guard at the entrance, and they sized up the group.

The family was neatly dressed and looked like respectable people, so everyone subconsciously treated them with extra courtesy.

Those who can maintain their dignity in the apocalypse are no ordinary people.

"We're new here. What are our requirements for moving in?" Bai Anhai asked gently.

When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head!

"A single room costs one crystal core per month, a three-bedroom, two-living-room room costs ten crystal cores per month, and a villa costs one hundred crystal cores per month." The gatekeeper glanced at the bus lane and said, "You can just go in without renting a room. You can park anywhere in the open space."

Many people drive in to save crystal cores and sleep in their cars at night, trying to save as much as possible.

This kind of bus is considered a luxury vehicle; it's spacious enough to lie down and sleep comfortably without feeling crowded.

"Then let's not rent a room!" Bai Anhai's eyes lit up.

This saved us another expense.

Anyway, they can go inside the space and won't feel that the bus is too crowded.

The gatekeeper opened the gate and let the bus in.

The bus attracted a lot of attention as soon as it entered.

Cars can be considered a luxury item.

For those who don't rent a house, owning a car is the most comfortable option.

The living area was originally an abandoned community, but after some minor renovations, it was transformed into the living area of ​​the security base.

The so-called villa with 100 crystal cores a month is just a newly built building, the exterior of which has not yet been painted and it barely has water and electricity.

The villa area and apartment buildings were fenced off, making it a VIP area.

Besides the VIP area, there was also a huge open space, which could also be called the "slum area".

There was a water tap in the open space, and some people crowded around the tap to drink water and fill their stomachs.

The tap is the only public facility here, ensuring the drinking water problem for the "poor".

A large number of cars were parked on the open ground, with clothes draped over them; people were treating their cars as their homes.

There were people lying in every car. The owners of these cars dared not leave their cars. As soon as there was no one in the car, someone would immediately crawl in.

By then, it will be unclear who owns the car.

Besides cars, there are many more tents.

Tents were pitched everywhere on the open ground, and some people were sleeping inside them.

This kind of tent requires a crystal core, and not everyone has a crystal core. People who can't even produce a single crystal core don't have a tent.

Those without tents simply lay on the ground, looking numb and lazy.

People who sleep lying directly on the ground are usually unkempt and slovenly; they live simply to survive.

Unwittingly, the "slums" were divided into three camps.

In the car section, all the cars are parked in the same place. They work together and help each other protect the cars, and they live a relatively decent life.

In the tent area, the tents are all placed together, and occasionally they talk and chat with their "neighbors," keeping an eye on those who don't even have tents and want to steal their things.

Another option is for people to lie down together anywhere, so they can keep each other warm on cold nights.

Bai Xizhu glanced around; she had seen a similar scene in her previous life.

Most of these people are ordinary people or those with weak superpowers.

For them, hunting zombies was too difficult, so in order to conserve crystal cores, they simply slept on the ground.

Another group of people are cowards. They dare not hunt zombies, feel that the base is safe, and are unwilling to risk their lives to find supplies.

Without killing zombies, there are no crystal cores, and therefore no way to pay the cost of a single crystal core to enter the base.

Let's just stay at the base.

Occasionally, they would do odd jobs at the base in exchange for some food, which was enough to keep them alive.

There are far too many people like that.

Most of the people living in apartment buildings or villa areas are either people with superpowers or ruthless individuals.

The fact that they can afford the monthly crystal cores means they are capable of killing zombies.

Generally speaking, people who are lying on the ground rarely steal or rob things from buildings or villas.

Most of them are people who are afraid of death and cling to life.

Bai Xizhu sighed and told Bai Yifan to drive the bus to a certain corner.

That corner was separated from the outside world by a wall; outside the wall was the outside of the safe base.

Occasionally, you can hear the howls of zombies outside.

This place is the quietest place; almost no one stays here.

The base's walls are very high, making it quite safe, but for those who are afraid to kill zombies, lying in such a place is simply unthinkable.

The bus had just stopped when Grandpa Wang's garbage truck arrived.

The green garbage truck swung its tail and bumped into the bus, then came to a relatively smooth stop next to the bus.

The side of the bus that was hit was visibly dented.

Grandpa Wang calmly got off the bus and quickly placed his hand on the recessed area.

In less than three seconds, the bus was completely undamaged, with no evidence of Mr. Wang's collision.

The Bai family members only felt the vehicle shake violently. They glanced speechlessly at the garbage truck, opened the door, and got out.

"Grandpa, didn't we make up?" Bai Yifan looked at the green garbage truck with a gloomy expression. "I didn't hit you on purpose last time, so why did you hit me again?"

Bai Yifan had already sworn in his heart that he would avoid the old man's car from a distance from now on.

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